Chapter 2184: You Are My Only Color 19

Inside the study, a faint coffee aroma filled the air.

Wen Jin sat on the wide leather sofa, holding a freshly brewed black coffee, listening to a subordinate across the small tea table report work.

His gaze was somewhat vacant, yet he remained composed, as if everything was under his control.

Jin Chen sat beside him, keeping him company, reading an obscure art history textbook.

Wen Jin gently sipped the coffee, unconsciously rubbing the embossed pattern, the bitter taste spreading across his tongue.

He instinctively moved to set the cup back on the tea table, but because his vision was blurred, his fingers slipped slightly, and the cup crashed to the floor with a bang.

Shards scattered, and the dark brown liquid quickly spread across the carpet.

Jin Chen lifted his head from the book and immediately looked at Wen Jin.

"A Lin." Wen Jin's voice was calm, showing no emotional fluctuation.

"Sorry, sir, I'll handle it right away."

The subordinate's low-voice report was forced to pause; he immediately stepped forward to clean up the shards and stain.

Jin Chen reached out and gently grasped Wen Jin's wrist, his palm warm.

Wen Jin did not pull away, letting Jin Chen lead him, his face still showing a somewhat aloof expression.

However, Jin Chen felt a faint tremor from his fingertips, barely perceptible.

After the subordinate finished cleaning, he respectfully withdrew, and the study door closed softly.

"Are you unhappy?" Jin Chen asked.

"No." Wen Jin seemed not to understand what Jin Chen was saying, making a motion to pull his hand back.

Jin Chen released Wen Jin's hand, turned to face him, cupped his face with both hands, and gently kissed him.

Their exchanged kiss was soft yet firm, endowed with endless patience and tenderness.

Wen Jin soon relaxed, leaning back on the sofa, allowing Jin Chen's lips to wander over his brows, eyes, nose tip, and mouth corners.

Wen Jin's eyelashes twitched slightly, his unfocused gaze landing on Jin Chen's face.

Jin Chen took his hand, lightly placed it on his own cheek, guiding him to stroke his contour.

"Trust me," he whispered, "don't worry about me seeing your weakness."

Wen Jin's fingers moved slowly across Jin Chen's face, fingertips touching his cool skin, feeling his high nose bridge and soft lips.

Jin Chen's breath lightly brushed over his palm, carrying warm air.

"You needn't hide anything before me," Jin Chen's voice remained gentle.

"No matter what you are like, I will not be disappointed."

Wen Jin's breath halted, his fingers pausing at Jin Chen's lip corner.

The deep-seated faint madness and recklessness were gradually smoothed by Jin Chen's tenderness.

He suddenly realized that, before this young man, whether actively or passively, he had long since lowered all his defenses.

Wen Jin softly sighed, reached out and pulled Jin Chen into his embrace, arms tightly encircling his waist.

Jin Chen leaned against his shoulder, his hands gently stroking Wen Jin's back.

In the room, the coffee aroma gradually faded, replaced by the intertwined sound of their breathing.

Wen Jin's blindness did not rob him of control, and the turmoil he provoked in the outside world never ceased.

But before Jin Chen, he allowed himself to show his vulnerable side.

"... All right." Jin Chen pulled his hand from under his own clothing, "Let you feel me, not like this."

Wen Jin finally brought his lips together, palm pressing against Jin Chen's warm chest, curling his fingers upward along the neck, finally resting again on Jin Chen's lip corner.

He softly sighed: "Xiao Chen, I want you."

After losing his sight, the world fell silent, no light could penetrate.

Only closer contact could make Wen Jin feel alive.

{Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +6, total 56! }

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In the Zhuang Yuan hall, crystal chandeliers cast a warm yellow glow.

Gu Xi had brought two supervisors in for a long time, yet he still couldn't wait for Wen Jin to come down to meet people; he could barely suppress his agitation, and suspicion grew in his heart.

If Wen Jin's eye condition flared up at this critical juncture, he would surely conceal it.

He wanted to see the real situation; if he could seize the opportunity to take that thing from the study, it would be perfect.

Yet he never imagined that he wouldn't even get to see Wen Jin's face.

Jin Chen leaned against the spiral staircase railing, his shirt sleeves casually rolled to his elbows, his gaze cold.

"Wen Jin has been resting these days, seeing no one." Jin Chen's tone was calm and indifferent.

Gu Xi sneered, took a step forward: "What are you? Just a kept lover, you dare block my way?"

"We need to discuss important matters with Brother Jin."

Jin Chen's brow slightly lifted, the corner of his mouth curling into an arc: "Here with Wen Jin, nothing is more important than me."

He spoke with righteous confidence, his tone light and casual.

This left Gu Xi's face turning dark with anger.

Gu Xi's anger flared; he lifted his leg to force his way in.

Jin Chen unintentionally shifted half a step; Gu Xi tripped, staggered, and fell heavily to the ground.

His posture was so reverent it was almost as if he were about to shout 'long live'.

Jin Chen feigned surprise with an 'oh ya', looked down at him innocently: "Gu CEO, watch your step."

Gu Xi: "……"

The two supervisors stared at each other, none daring to speak.

Just then, the butler appeared like a ghost, holding the freshly wiped vase, and walked straight over Gu Xi, who was still in pain and hadn't gotten up.

He respectfully said to Jin Chen, "Sir is looking for you upstairs."

He then turned to face the two supervisors, his tone aloof: "Sir is not receiving guests now; please wait a moment."

"Yes... yes, we can wait a little longer," Zhao Supervisor said hurriedly, his doubtful gaze directed at Gu Xi.

Strange, usually Gu CEO is a big shot in Sir's eyes, so why this time……

The two supervisors exchanged a glance, feeling a sinking dread, fearing that Gu Xi would use them as pawns.

Jin Chen turned and went upstairs.

He pushed open the door to the master suite; Wen Jin was sitting on the bedside, unconsciously rubbing the edge of the bed.

Hearing the movement, he slowly tilted his head slightly, then lifted it.

"Xiao Chen?"

"It's me." Jin Chen walked over, naturally pulling him into his embrace and planting a light kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Gu Xi has brought people with him, seemingly the supervisors of two conglomerates."

Jin Chen said softly.

Wen Jin furrowed his brow, his fingers brushing Jin Chen's cheek.

"Have they been bullying you?"

Jin Chen let out a soft sigh, feigning misery: "Yeah, Gu Xi can be fierce."

"He told me to stay away from you, saying I'm just an unimportant lover, not even worthy of getting in the way."

As for tripping and falling—

Hey, the top protagonist just couldn't stand firm.

Wen Jin's eyes dimmed slightly, his lips pressed flat, and he tapped the communication device on the bedside table.

"Butler, take Gu Xi and the two supervisors to the basement to wait for me; tell them I'll be there shortly."

Wen Jin fumbled to fasten his cufflinks as Jin Chen's lips brushed his cheek, asking, "Shall I carry you downstairs?"

Wen Jin shook his head, his fingertip touching his chest: "You and I will go together."

He paused, his tone indulgent: "Later, when we watch the show, remember to stand by my side."

"Understood." Jin Chen hooked his fingertip.